Although Bai Gu was seriously injured and extremely weak at this time, he did not have much spiritual power in his body.

But he was well aware of his current situation.

He broke through.

He is now in the Spirit Casting Realm, a real Spirit Casting Realm.

Before he fell unconscious, he was just trapped in the peak shackles of the Soul Enlightenment Realm, and when he woke up, he was in the Soul Casting Realm? Jumping two small realms in a row?

The consummation of the Soul Enlightenment Realm and the half-step Soul Casting Realm were eaten by themselves?

Bai Gu lay on the bed, reluctantly raised a finger, looked at his fingertips with a trace of fluorescent, and couldn't help but sigh.

Enlighten the soul through the meridians, cast the soul and lock the spiritual essence.

As the name suggests, the Soul Enlightenment Realm is to open up all the meridians and points of the human body, instill spiritual power, and pave the way for future cultivation. The casting of the spiritual realm is to fill the meridians and acupoints and dantian qi mansions that are opened up all over the body with spiritual power, and lock the spiritual power in it, condensing it into a spiritual power cyclone.

This process is called locking the spiritual aggregate, and it is also the most important part of the spiritual path.

There are seven colors: white, blue, purple, red, gold, purple gold, and transparent.

The color of the spirit is a direct reflection of the talent of the practitioner. Of the six Spiritual Colors, the worst white is the standard Spiritual Colors for those first- and second-class talents, starting from red, which is the standard Spiritual Colors for those top geniuses. And purple gold is the color of the genius spirit that is not born in the world, even if the talent is as high as the ninth rank, it is difficult to appear purple gold when the spirit essence is first condensed.

As for the transparent colorless grade, it exists in legends, and the number of times it appears is only a handful, and it is called the impossible appearance of the spirit color.

Although the spiritual color can be improved through subsequent cultivation and the tempering of the elixir chance, this spiritual color cannot be compared with the spiritual color condensed for the first time.

The gap cannot be bridged by hard work.

In practice, mental toughness is the first priority, but talent is also indispensable.

Therefore, the Spiritual Casting Realm is the most observable talent gap and future achievements of cultivators, and it is also a realm where the bigwigs choose the "seeds and seedlings".

In the dantian in Bai Gu's body at this time, there was a small white cyclone that was slowly circulating, only the size of a grain of rice.

White Spirit.

Bai Gu smiled bitterly, it is worthy of a second-class talent, and it really doesn't disappoint me!

In fact, as early as when the drunkard confessed to Bai Gu, and the latter's talent was only second-class, Bai Gu had a premonition that the future path of cultivation was not very good. In addition, Wang Xizhou and Duan Che both talked to Bai Gu about cultivation before and after, and Bai Gu was more prepared in his heart.

It's just that he still has a fluke.

What if, what if you are really so lucky and become a blue spirit?

After all, second-class talent has a great chance of condensing the blue spiritual essence.

It's just a pity that Bai Gu doesn't have this kind of luck.

Bai Gu felt the flow of spiritual power in the Soul Casting Realm in his body, which was indeed much stronger than the Soul Enlightenment Realm, and the taste was much better than the Soul Enlightenment Realm.

I can finally take off the hat of scum in the Soul Enlightenment Realm.

Although it's not very powerful now, in some small places, it can be regarded as a master.

Bai Gu was temporarily satisfied.

Only temporarily.

For the future, Bai Gu will definitely not stop here.

Bai Gu's target...... What's the matter, it has to be a sword fairy, right?

His own master is a sword immortal, and he can't fall into his face.

Although the drunkard is a master who is not good, he is also the one who teaches him the method of cultivation and the way to live, and Bai Gu is still very grateful to the drunkard in his heart.

But drunkards are really stingy, and they still have to be scolded.

Bai Gu took out a Sumeru bead, sandwiched it between his fingers, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This is the Sumeru bead that his drunkard master Tuo Wu Lao handed over to him, and it has been set with a Dao restriction, and it can only be opened when Bai Guzhu's spiritual realm is complete.

Casting the spirit lock Lingyun, the Lingyun is divided into seven colors, and there are nine steps to ascend.

Dantian, 365 acupuncture points, 7 knots, 36 great veins, 72 strange scriptures, 108 passes, 81 spiritual mansions, human top heavenly spirits, five extreme spiritual springs, and chest Zhongyuan, each time the condensed spiritual essence fills a part, it is promoted to a higher order.

After the ninth order, there are two small stages, peak and consummation, so that we can get a glimpse of the threshold of the three realms.

The drunkard opened his mouth to let Bai Gu reach the consummation of the Casting Realm in order to break the restriction and open the Sumeru Bead, if the next meeting has not reached the Perfection of the Casting Realm, he must take back the Sumeru Bead.

Isn't this pure embarrassment!

Bai Gu has only just entered the Spirit Casting Realm now, and he is not even a first-order Spirit Casting Realm, and he doesn't know how long it will take to reach perfection.

Bai Gu tugged at the corners of his mouth.

If you don't want to give me something, you can not give it, there is no need to mess with me like this!

Who knows when you suddenly appeared, took the Sumeru beads and had to belittle a few words, and then walked away?

Bai Gu believed that drunkards would do such things.

Because that's who he is.

Absolutely!

When Bai Gu saw this Sumeru bead now, he remembered the drunkard's sloppy appearance and the underbeaten face, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

With such a master on the stall, he doesn't know how to judge whether it's good or bad.

The benefits are obvious, with the identity of a sword immortal disciple, as long as you don't meet people from the Five Realms of Pifan, and there are some outlaws, you can basically go sideways.

The disadvantages are also obvious, with such an angry master, sooner or later he will be angry and ruined, and it is not worth it.

Bai Gu quickly calculated it in his heart, and then agreed with the conclusion reached after comparing the two with great satisfaction.

This master worships it, it's really not cost-effective.

Even a little bit of a loss.

Because the reputation of drunkards, especially in those big sects and big families, doesn't seem to be very good?

He also gave the drunkard a chase and kill order.

If you haven't become stronger yet, you're being targeted by those people, so what's the point?

Thinking of this, Bai Gu felt even more lost.

I knew that I wouldn't worship this guy as a master, and the more I thought about it, the more I lost!

Bai Gu cursed in his heart, and then put away the Sumeru beads, closed his eyes and closed his eyes to recuperate.

He wants to recuperate now, and he can't lose his temper.

Bai Gu had only been in a coma for a few days since he came back from Jiaoyue Mountain, and he woke up before dawn this morning.

But he didn't get up immediately.

One is that Bai Gu found that there was a faint red light around his body - it was the light barrier that cut off his breath, so Bai Gu was not in a hurry.

On the other hand, he is now weak, and there is a sense of weakness in his bones, and he can't think about it. Just raised a finger, it took a lot of effort for Bai Gu to barely do it.

He wanted to sit up now, and he needed someone to hold him up.

But he doesn't want anyone to know he's awake just yet.

Including white tiny.

Bai Gu himself can't say why, he just doesn't want others to know his current situation.

Maybe...... Do you want to be alone?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Bai Gu seemed to have found a reason to prevaricate others, and he was finally able to feel more comfortable.

Bai Gu's shoulders were completely close to the bed board, and he let out a sigh of relief.

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Outside the ancestral hall of the Lin clan in the Underworld, the long sword in Lin Xiu's hand had already been broken, and there was a wound on his body from the left shoulder to the lower right rib, and white bones could be seen.

Lin Xiu was lying on the ground, her breath was sluggish, and blood was constantly bubbling out of the wound, which soon dyed Lin Xiu's clothes into bloody clothes.

Lin Xiu's eyes were full of shock and fear.

If his nephew hadn't stopped in time just now, that sword would have been enough to cut himself in two!

Back then, he was just a young man who knocked on the Three Realms, but now he has become so strong?

The strength of the sword immortal really deserves its name!

"Xianyu, you are now in the Seven Realms, right?" Lin Xiu smiled bitterly.

The drunkard leaned on the wooden sword and answered the question. "The power of the sword I just made is the Six Realms."

Lin Xiu looked incredulous, "Impossible! This sword array can stop the Six Realms Sword Immortals, if you are only in the Dao Realm Realm now, how can you be broken by your sword? ”

The drunkard snorted, and there was sarcasm in his tone, "This sword array can indeed stop the sword immortals of the Six Realms, but that's the matter of the old ancestor, what does it have to do with you?" ”

Lin Xiu's face was filled with bitterness and abruptness, "I see, we are blind." ”

"The main reason is that you are too weak, and you cherish yourself, you think very highly of yourself, and you are unwilling to communicate with other forces, and the high-level children in the clan are a group of rice buckets, and you are still self-righteous, which has led to the decline of swordsmanship in the clan." The drunkard was condescending and glanced at Lin Xiu who was lying on the ground, "Really capable people don't do anything, grandpa is also very old alone, and he needs to seek an opportunity to break through the realm, and the affairs of the clan can only be handed over to those waste rice buckets to deal with." If this had been put aside ten years ago, if I hadn't taken action, my grandfather would have punished this group of moths who didn't do their jobs! ”

Lin Xiu turned his head away, not daring to look at the drunkard again.

"Do you know what people outside call you, the second-in-command of the Lin family?"

Lin Xiu's eyes were gloomy, "The bell striker, the sleeping goose." ”

The drunkard sneered, "So you know? I thought that second uncle, you lived far away in the mountains and didn't know about the world. ”

"I just don't want to, point the tip of my sword at my people."

"Those moths, also worthy of the surname Lin?" The drunkard snorted coldly, his eyes swept over the group of trembling Lin clan people like a knife, full of contempt, "Lin of the Lin clan in the Underworld, can anyone have a surname now?" Then I'm ashamed to share the same surname as these scum! ”

Lin Xiu's face was even more sad, "The family is in decline, swordsmanship is sluggish, and my heart hurts when I look at it." I also want to turn the tide, but I alone is a drop in the bucket. ”

"Not doing it and doing it useless are two different things." The drunkard glanced at Lin Xiu again, and when he wanted to say something more, he felt something and stopped talking.

The drunkard suddenly turned his head and looked at the ancestral hall behind him, and there was a rare hint of panic on his face.

The afternoon sun is warm, sprinkled on everyone, and it is a little itchy.

Behind the door of the inner hall, the old man sat on a futon in the center, and the jade gallstone in his hand was held in his hands and nested on his feet.

The old man had a warm smile on his body.

Thin snowflakes fell in the sky, like a thin thread breaking, and a fluff that had been hovering on it swirled in the air a few times before finally falling to the ground.

Return to peace.

The snow in spring is warm, but it is bitterly cold.

The drunkard couldn't help but shudder.